So I wrote this mess of a story.
Lots of words, but not enough and probably not the right ones. Plot holes around every corner, characters doing not- interesting stuff to/with other not-interesting characters. No description or too much of it. And of course : clichés that will make you cringe. I’m at that point that I’ve read the first chapters so many times, I not only lost all objectivity but every single word seems wrong somehow.
But amidst all this misery there’s an occasional gem. A sentence exactly right, a character delightfully wicked, a story element just waiting to be picked up.
So I’m gradually moving along, endlessly deleting, putting whole scenes in The Folder of Lost Words, hoping they will still fit somewhere but knowing they probably won’t. Making up new things that will inevitably cause so many many problems further up the road.
Chapter four, here I come. Such fun this editing thing.